I remember being knocked out — cold — and waking up with 4 teeth facing the back of my throat, my face swollen like the boy in Mask (and not the Jim Carrey movie) and a visible hole through my top lip. My cheering coach was putting a Band-Aid over the hole in my lip saying, “Michelle… you there? You okay? We can’t do it without you.”
We were warming up at a cheering competition, and DESPITE all of the above, I was expected to perform… and to perform WELL. The show MUST go on.
I remember getting knocked to the ground in my first play, “Dark of the Moon.” I was SUPPOSED to get hit and fall down. I was NOT supposed to land — on my temple — on the corner of wooden bench… I literally saw stars, and felt blood trickle down my face.
But out came my next line. “mom… THAT HURT!”
Because, you know… the show MUST go on.
This week has been one heck of a week. But, the show MUST go on. And for that..
despite the late nights,
and the “Mom-focused” all-nighters,
and the feeling of losing ALL control over my schedule and routine…
despite it all…
I am SO grateful.
So grateful that the show MUST go on.
So grateful for movement,
for forward movement,
for the undeniable momentum in my business,
(and in my health and life and marriage and family)
for the unlimited opportunities that are flooding my inbox — even as I deliberately push pause on anything “new.”
So grateful for the increasing demand.
So INCREDIBLY grateful that I have a community of driven, creative, graceful, generous, determined, stubborn, authentic, loving women entrepreneurs who EXPECT me to show up…
every
single
day.
So HUMBLY grateful that I have a community of women entrepreneurs who have made Women Who WOW a habit, making success-creation part of their DAILY routine.
Is this PRESSURE?
Especially during times — when as a wife and a mother and a sister and a friend– you’re just “in 24/7 demand?”
No.
Honestly, it’s not.
it’s not pressure.
It’s pleasure.
100%.
Because I’m doing MY purpose work.
Nothing more and nothing less.
I wake up and do what was written into my SOUL before I was knit together — fearfully and wonderfully made — in my mother’s womb. I do the work that I literally can’t NOT do.
And, yes… I get paid.
But I started getting paid when I just decided that I was going to do MY purpose work… regardless and until and forever.
Regardless of what anyone thought,
regardless of who I pissed off,
regardless of what happened financially.
And
Until.
Meaning, I decided that I was making a LIFETIME commitment to doing my FULL work. I decided that I’d do it UNTIL…
Until it worked.
Until the money came.
Until the people came.
Until the world stood up and took notice of ME…
and my TWISTED little view of the world and of business and of faith and of empowerment and of commitment.
And
Forever.
I am only 41.
But I will do SOME version of this until I draw my last breath.
Because I literally CAN’T NOT.
So, thank you.
Even when my world is going awry…
the show MUST go on.
And there’s a certain beauty and comfort in that.
A certain confidence,
a certain security.
If YOU want this,
success on your own terms,
without compromise,
Message Me about joining Women Who WOW!
